The Spirit Platform Shrouded in Dust

As always, he sat high up in the highest position in the Dao Field.

Looking down at his subordinates in the hall, seeing the scene as usual, the Qingling County City God felt that something was amiss.

For some inexplicable reason, the City God would occasionally feel as if he had forgotten something.

However, even after careful and thoughtful searching, the City God could not find a specific source.

However, an indescribable sense of urgency lingered in the City God's heart for a long time.

As a deity, the City God always felt that something bad was happening.

However, whenever the City God had a flash of inspiration and was about to grasp it, his thinking would suddenly become sluggish, and he would find it difficult to concentrate.

Once the City God emerged from this abnormal state, that spark of spiritual light had completely vanished.

If it were only once or twice, it would be fine, but these days, he has had this feeling many times every day, which makes the City God feel uneasy.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him, and for the first time in a long time, he raised his head to look up. The City God inexplicably wanted to look at the sky.

Fortunately, at this moment, the City God, which was still under reconstruction, no longer had a dome that would obstruct the City God's view.

However, even in broad daylight with no canopy obstructing the view, the City God could only see pitch blackness when he looked up.

Upon seeing the lake of resentment that enveloped the entire City God, the City God suddenly remembered why he hadn't looked up at the moon for hundreds of years.

Because since four hundred years ago, the only view that could be seen from the City God has been this dark, resentful lake.

Suddenly, the City God remembered that when this lake of resentment first appeared, it was a full hundred feet above the ground.

Moreover, it was more like a dark cloud than a lake.

Today, the dark clouds have turned into a lake, and it is now only three zhang (approximately 10 meters) away from the City God.

Even so, the shimmering golden light of the purple aura was still able to hold up the lake of resentment, preventing it from completely subsiding.

However, compared to the lake of resentment, which was deeper than ink, the purple light of this Dynastic Karmic Luck was so dim that it was almost invisible.

After staring for a moment and finding that his gaze could not penetrate the barrier of the lake of resentment, the City God withdrew his gaze.

Therefore, the City God cannot see it.

Unlike the seemingly calm lakebed, the surface of the Resentment Lake is currently a scene resembling boiling water.

Suddenly, in a flash, the City God remembered that he was Divination.

When ordinary people come to his City God, the first thing they usually do, besides praying for peace, is to have their fortune told and have their divination done.

Therefore, the City God, who has been worshipped for hundreds of years, is also quite skilled in Divination.

Without needing any other props, the City God extended his right hand and began to calculate with his fingers.

As the Divination continued, the City God felt as if he was about to divine something.

However, this Divination was far more difficult than ever before.

There seems to be some inexplicable resistance preventing the author, City God, from making his calculations.

Realizing this, without thinking twice, the City God extended his left hand again.

With his fingers seemingly conjuring phantoms, and through his full effort, some information finally broke through the layers of mist, about to appear before the City God.

But at that very moment, the lake of resentment atop the City God's Peak seemed to have been struck by explosives, violently yet silently unleashing a giant wave tens of meters high.

The City God felt momentarily dazed, but when he came to his senses, the Divination results had already appeared.

"Everything is auspicious----"

Despite receiving such an auspicious Divination result, the City God felt an even stronger sense of unease.

But as the giant waves of the lake of resentment surged, the City God felt a moment of dizziness and forgot about this slight unease.

Since we've arrived at this result, there shouldn't be any problems.

Thinking this, the City God turned his gaze to the newly appointed Martial Judge.

In that instant, the City God seemed to remember that he had arranged for the Martial Judge to do something.

However, the City God couldn't quite remember the specifics of what happened.

Never mind, since I can't remember, it probably isn't a big deal.

Thinking this, the City God suddenly felt a pang of fear!

Even the soul itself caused the City God a suffocating feeling he hadn't experienced in hundreds of years.

Although, this feeling of unease quickly disappeared as the lake of resentment above surged violently.

However, the few remaining traces still alerted the City God to something amiss.

These Martial Judge? Why do they seem so unfamiliar to me?

Looking at the Martial Judge who were waiting respectfully on both sides, the City God clearly felt that they were indeed very familiar.

But then he felt that they were not the Martial Judge whom the City God knew and who had followed him for hundreds of years.

Yes, I recently appointed new Martial Judge.

As he recalled, the City God remembered that he had recently replaced the old Martial Judge.

Also replaced were the Two Generals of Punishment and the Day and Night Wandering Gods.

But why did I replace them?

Lost in thought, the City God seemed somewhat dazed. Suddenly, he realized that since everything had changed, why bother with the old guard?

However, the City God finally realized that something seemed amiss with him.

Am I sick? Do I need to—

Just as he was thinking this, the City God, after a moment of confusion, found it all rather amusing.

How could a City God who has been around for seven hundred years fall ill like an ordinary mortal?

As his gaze swept over his subordinates once more, the City God suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.

Noticing the City God's gaze sweeping over them time and again, the Martial Judge waiting below felt a sense of torment.

When Judge Li and Judge Qian were in power, they didn't think much of similar situations.

After all, if anything really happens, it's the two tall judges, Judge Qian and Judge Li will be the first to step up.

At this moment, when these two newly appointed Martial Judge realized that they themselves had become that tall one.

I just realized that sometimes being at the forefront isn't always a good thing.

After all, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger!

Furthermore, it is unknown whether this is due to the successive deaths of Judge Qian and Judge Li.

They felt that the City God's attitude had become increasingly unpredictable over the past few days.

It wasn't that there was any indiscriminate beating or scolding, but rather that calling everyone over and then seeing nothing happen, while repeatedly scanning their situation, was certainly too suspicious.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, all the ghost Yin General with legitimate duties inexplicably felt a sense of unease, as if a great calamity was about to befall them.

The problem is, they're all under the City God's command!

If even working under the City God isn't safe, then is there any safe place in Qingling County?!

Just as most of the spirits in the City God's Dao Field were wondering about these strange circumstances...

Suddenly, the City God spoke up, "Martial Judge, is there anything you need to report to me lately?"

After pondering for a long time, the City God decided that since the man couldn't remember something, he should simply have the Martial Judge report it.

Upon hearing the City God's order, the Martial Judge exchanged glances, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes.

However, the Martial Judge quickly realized this as well.

Since the City God has asked them to report, they have to find something to report, whether there is anything to report or not.

Soon, the newly Civil Judge seemed to remember something and spoke first, "Your Honor, I have good news! The fox Qingnü from Clear Creek Village finally stopped distributing her Fox Rice in the county ten days ago, out of respect for Your Honor's authority!"

These days, no one can get a single grain of Fox Rice from her—even when commoners come to her temple crying and begging, she ignores them all—it is clear that the Qingnü has completely submitted, and there is no need for the adults to bother with her anymore!

Upon hearing this, the City God immediately remembered Yin Yunze's matter, and also recalled how Judge Qian and Judge Li had been killed by her one after another.

His eyes glazed over slightly. Just as the City God was about to say something, he suddenly felt a little dazed. When he came to his senses, all he could see in his mind was the charming and beautiful image of Qingnü.

A series of images flashed through his mind, and the City God chuckled, saying, "It seems that little Qingnü has finally understood my good intentions! She's just a child; she'll suffer a little loss and hit a wall—"

Ultimately, I'll come to understand that some things must be done in accordance with the natural order—but such a beautiful girl, I wouldn't mind giving her a few more chances—it's just a pity—she's still young, and has a powerful protector—"

As they spoke, the City God's gaze fell upon the Martial Judge.

At this time in the past, Judge Qian would have already struck up a conversation, suggesting that he help the City God invite Qingnü over for a chat.

Even though you can't really do anything, isn't it a kind of fun to watch a Nine-Tailed Fox bowing and begging in front of you?

However, these two newly appointed judges clearly lacked this insight.

As he continued speaking, seeing that no one responded, the City God stopped talking.

Looking at the newly appointed Martial Judge, the City God suddenly felt a sense of unease and confusion.

"Hmph!" The City God snorted coldly and said indifferently, "If Judge Qian or Judge Li were here, they would definitely not be as dumb as you!"

"Your subordinate deserves to die!"

"Your subordinate is terrified!"

Upon hearing that the City God had suddenly lost his temper for some unknown reason, the Martial Judge immediately apologized.

Things like the sharp decrease in the number of minor demons in Qingling County and the recent drastic drop in the number of believers offering incense were all swallowed back down.

The City God was already unhappy, and adding these things to his troubles would only make him more miserable.

Seeing the two Martial Judge behaving this way, the City God didn't even bother to curse them anymore.

A strange feeling made the City God subconsciously scan his surroundings again.

This time, however, the City God's gaze finally turned beyond the Dao Field and his subordinates.

After scanning the area several times, the City God finally noticed something amiss. "Where are the workers? Where are the workers who rebuilt this temple for me? Why are they all gone today?"

Upon hearing the City God's question, both the Martial Judge instinctively remained silent, gesturing for him to speak.

"You two!" Seeing the Martial Judge exchanging glances, the City God's eyes turned cold, and he shouted, "I can appoint you as judges, and I can also let things go, or even kill you! Speak! What happened!"

"My lord, calm down!"

Hearing that the City God was truly angry, Martial Judge preemptively answered, "The matter is like this. In the past few days, some madmen have been spreading false rumors about you, Your Excellency. Those ignorant people have believed them—therefore, the workers have become increasingly unwilling to come and start construction—until today—"

Judge Qian and Judge Li had also engaged in deceiving their superiors and concealing the truth.

After all, some things, if reported to the City God, would only cause trouble for oneself.

If you report something that displeases the City God, he will be unhappy. How could City God possibly let you be happy?

Therefore, in the past, the solution was to keep these matters from the City God and resolve them privately.

Once the matter is resolved, it's as if it never happened.

However, this time, when these two newly appointed Martial Judge were preparing to do this, weren't they just standing around being summoned by the City God for the past few days?

"You all deserve to die! If Judge Qian and Judge Li were still alive, they would never have hidden this from me!"

Deceiving superiors and concealing information from subordinates also requires skill.

Some things can be resolved privately; these are minor matters that don't need to be reported and might upset the City God.

The workers' strike may seem like a small matter, but it was a major event that Judge Qian and Judge Li absolutely dared not conceal.

Compared to the two Martial Judge who made a fool of themselves, the City God saw through the danger at a glance.

What kind of rumors could make a group of artisans in a year of famine risk being punished by the City God and abandon their work without even asking for their wages?

Upon closer reflection, even the City God, who was merely a spirit, felt a sudden sense of dread and unease.

After giving the two good-for-nothings a fierce glare, the City God forgot all about punishing them and immediately began to Divination with his fingers.

But after calculating three times in a row, the result was always that everything was auspicious!

"Everything is auspicious, everything is auspicious, to hell with everything being auspicious!"

Although the lake of resentment above grew increasingly turbulent, on the eve of its destruction, the City God finally regained a sliver of clarity in a final burst of energy.

As the City God has lived for seven hundred years, he quickly realized his current state after regaining Qingming.

"Heavenly secrets are obscured, the mind is clouded! What a vicious method, what a cruel heart! Who is it that wants me to die so inexplicably!"

At this moment, the City God couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. He almost died without even knowing how he died!

The City God's gaze swept over the Martial Judge and landed on the newly appointed Day and Night Wandering Gods.

"The Day and Night Wandering Gods, you all must quickly go and invite them to my court—"

Just as he was about to give the order, the City God suddenly seemed to have a thought, paused, and said, "Find out for me who is spreading rumors about me!"

"Yes, sir! I obey!"

Upon hearing the City God's words, the Day and Night Wandering Gods quickly obeyed and left the Dao Field.

After arranging the Day and Night Wandering Gods, the City God pondered his next move and how to proceed.

Clearly, the other party was determined to kill him.

Since that's the case, the City God felt he should invite—

Suddenly, after another moment of distraction, the City God made a decision in his heart!

That means finding the mastermind behind this and fighting them to the death!

Do you really think he City God for seven hundred years for nothing?

Since the other party is resorting to these underhanded tactics, it's clear they can't defeat him head-on!

Since that's the case, the City God should crush the opponent fairly and squarely!

The City God wants to show that person who's in charge of Qingling County!